Why This

[failgoyle]

[Once more, there is only mental screaming over the network, accompanied by a bit of Sensory Livestreaming of a fireball right in Jules's face. It's at least a bit more immediate of a threat than Jules's usual reasons for screaming.

And yet if one listens closely, one might be able to make out words in all the mental shrieking.]

Idon'tknowwhathappenedandMatthew'sreallypissedoffatmeandI'mgonnadieandIneedhelpandwhydoesthisalwayshappentomewhatishappeninghelphelphelp...!

Comments

[failgoyle]

The scary computer room that gotscarierhe'sgotfirewhydoeshehavesomuchfire!

[summerorange]

Computer room? The one with all those screens?

[And here, she thought that she wouldn't have to deal with that particular area more than once. Still, she's passing along info to her little partner.]

[failgoyle]

And the terrifying death record servers!

[summerorange]

D-Death record servers?! What...what kind of world did that room come from?

[Congrats, Jules, you've shocked her enough to not immediately transform and go find your ass for the next few moments.]

[failgoyle]

I don't know!

[summerorange]

[She's confused and terrified for a moment or two. But then she remembers that she isn't totally helpless.]

Try not to die on us! I'll be there as soon as I can!

[failgoyle]

Easier said than done!

[summerorange]

If you have anything on hand, throw it at them! It should distract them long enough for you to get away!

[Oh, good. Tiny partner's agreeing to go save him. Henshin time~!]

[failgoyle]

What am I supposed to throw if he's grabbing me--

[The feed cuts off in a hell of a lot of fire.]

[summerorange]

Jules!

[Screw it, Portaling over to him is go!]